White hydrangeas which reveal something (unknown to me) about the soil
It's a grey December first. Fitting, because grey seems a theme of late. The only blue-sky day we've had recently was Friday, which I spent curtains-drawn in bed, trying not to keep my insides on the inside. The forecast says our next proper glimpse of the sun will come well into mid-week, which does not bode well for this sun-obsessed writer.
Advent begins today. I'll remember that light is coming.
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